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November 18, 2007

Hand of Yahweh

Filed under: Awesomeness, Hero, Light at the End of The Tunnel, Music — by nullp0inter @ 2:50 am

Next time you need to have some humility instilled in you simply watch this video of THIRTEEN year old Itzhak Perlman play a difficult Mendelssohn concert.

His fingers move so effortlessly… that is true virtuosity.

 

November 10, 2007

John McCain maybe a war hero, but he’s still a mama’s boy

Filed under: Awesomeness, Hero, Politics — by nullp0inter @ 11:21 pm

You can be an alpha male & war hero, but your mother… she’s still your mother.  McCain’s mother is still incredibly feisty at the age of 95 and is campaiging with her son.

Sen. McCain, who was seated next to her, raised his eyebrows and flashed a polite grin during her comments.

“The views of my mother are not necessarily the views of mine,” McCain chimed in.

“Well, that’s my view. You asked me,” Mrs. McCain followed.

After a commercial break, Sen. McCain further tried to distance himself from his mother’s comments.

http://politicalticker.blogs.cnn.com/2007/11/10/mccains-mom-takes-on-romneys-mormonism/

Like Mr. T says, treat your mother right!

November 8, 2007

My ding ding dong

Filed under: Awesomeness, Hero, The Game — by nullp0inter @ 10:35 am

October 28, 2007

An Economic Assessment of Beauty

Filed under: Awesomeness, Dating, Hero — by nullp0inter @ 1:41 am

From Howard Lindzon’s blog: 

THIS APPEARED ON CRAIG’S LIST

What am I doing wrong?

Okay, I’m tired of beating around the bush. I’m a beautiful (spectacularly beautiful) 25 year old girl. I’m articulate and classy.
I’m not from New York . I’m looking to get married to a guy who makes at least half a million a year. I know how that sounds, but keep in mind that a million a year is middle class in New York City, so I don’t think I’m overreaching at all.

Are there any guys who make 500K or more on this board? Any wives? Could you send me some tips? I dated a business man who makes average around 200 – 250. But that’s where I seem to hit a roadblock. 250,000 won’t get me to central park west. I know a woman in my yoga class who was married to an investment banker and lives in Tribeca, and she’s not as pretty as I am, nor is she a great genius. So what is she doing right? How do I get to her level?

Here are my questions specifically:

- Where do you single rich men hang out? Give me specifics- bars, restaurants, gyms

-What are you looking for in a mate? Be honest guys, you won’t hurt my feelings

-Is there an age range I should be targeting (I’m 25)?

- Why are some of the women living lavish lifestyles on the upper east side so plain? I’ve seen really ‘plain jane’ boring types who have nothing to offer married to incredibly wealthy guys. I’ve seen drop dead gorgeous girls in singles bars in the east village. What’s the story there?

- Jobs I should look out for? Everyone knows – lawyer, investment banker, doctor. How much do those guys really make? And where do they hang out? Where do the hedge fund guys hang out?

- How you decide marriage vs. just a girlfriend? I am looking for MARRIAGE ONLY

Please hold your insults – I’m putting myself out there in an honest way. Most beautiful women are superficial; at least I’m being up front about it. I wouldn’t be searching for these kind of guys if I wasn’t able to match them – in looks, culture, sophistication, and keeping a nice home and hearth.

it’s NOT ok to contact this poster with services or other commercial interests
PostingID: 432279810

THE ANSWER
Dear Pers-431649184:

I read your posting with great interest and have thought meaningfully about your dilemma. I offer the following analysis of your predicament.
Firstly, I’m not wasting your time, I qualify as a guy who fits your bill; that is I make more than $500K per year. That said here’s how I see it.

Your offer, from the prospective of a guy like me, is plain and simple a crappy business deal. Here’s why. Cutting through all the B.S., what you suggest is a simple trade: you bring your looks to the party and I bring my money. Fine, simple. But here’s the rub, your looks will fade and my money will likely continue into perpetuity…in fact, it is very likely that my income increases but it is an absolute certainty that you won’t be getting any more beautiful!

So, in economic terms you are a depreciating asset and I am an earning asset. Not only are you a depreciating asset, your depreciation accelerates! Let me explain, you’re 25 now and will likely stay pretty hot for the next 5 years, but less so each year. Then the fade begins in earnest. By 35 stick a fork in you!

So in Wall Street terms, we would call you a trading position, not a buy and hold…hence the rub…marriage. It doesn’t make good business sense to “buy you” (which is what you’re asking) so I’d rather lease. In case you think I’m being cruel, I would say the following. If my money were to go away, so would you, so when your beauty fades I need an out. It’s as simple as that. So a deal that makes sense is dating, not marriage.

Separately, I was taught early in my career about efficient markets. So, I wonder why a girl as “articulate, classy and spectacularly beautiful”
as you has been unable to find your sugar daddy. I find it hard to believe that if you are as gorgeous as you say you are that the $500K hasn’t found you, if not only for a tryout.

By the way, you could always find a way to make your own money and then we wouldn’t need to have this difficult conversation.

With all that said, I must say you’re going about it the right way.
Classic “pump and dump.”
I hope this is helpful, and if you want to enter into some sort of lease, let me know.

October 13, 2007

A Finite Simple Group of Order Two

Filed under: Awesomeness, Hero, Light at the End of The Tunnel, Me — by nullp0inter @ 12:51 pm

This song is being performed at my wedding (assuming I get married).  No questions asked, even if I have to hunt down all the members of the Klein Four Group.

 Why not three? CLASSIC!

September 3, 2007

Transformation

I foolishly fell for a girl named Lindsey, against my better judgement.  It was a calculated gamble, that blew up in my face teaching me a valuable lesson. 

I was forged into a new man, by my experience:

 

I am now out to Seattle, where I will train in mixed martial arts,  and achieving the level of seduction guru.

I will train and then return to the East, where I will become king by my own hand!

What is best in life?  Conan knows! 

August 30, 2007

Rape

Filed under: Dating, Evolutionary Fitness, Hero, Light at the End of The Tunnel — by nullp0inter @ 10:47 pm

http://www.anandaanswers.com/pages/naaFalse.html

False rape allegations constitute 41% of the total forcible rape cases (109) reported during this period. These false allegations appear to serve three major functions for the complainants: providing an alibi, seeking revenge, and obtaining sympathy and attention.

[False rape allegations are reported in similar numbers at college campuses; approximately 50% of rape charges are admitted to be false by the accuser.]

This speaks for itself. 

August 13, 2007

V

Filed under: Awesomeness, Conan the Barbarian, Evolutionary Fitness, Hero — by nullp0inter @ 6:09 pm

The only verdict is vengeance.

August 2, 2007

Brunnen G

Filed under: Awesomeness, Conan the Barbarian, Hero — by nullp0inter @ 6:40 pm

Once upon a time there was a TV show called Lexx and it was good.

The Brunnen-G were a race of romantic warriors, forever famous for leading humankind to victory in the Great Insect Wars.

That’s so nerdy it’s amazing.   Oh yeah and Kai is the man.

Quite possibly the greatest stage performance ever is Brigadoom (not Brigadoon).   Brigadoom should be in the alphabet of manliness between Ass Kicking and Copping A Feel; it’s just that good.

Jerhumme Brunnen-G! 

More manly quote by the manliest man to ever live:

Enough Talk! – Conan (the Barbarian)

I think the next quote is quite possibly the most manly response ever given:

Let’s take what we have an leave!

*shick* *shick* *shick* (sharpening sword)

Without saying a word Conan said it all and became king by his own hand.

August 1, 2007

Reminders

Filed under: Awesomeness, Hero, Pirates and Ninjas, Relationships, With a Whimper — by nullp0inter @ 11:00 pm

She wants time & space, and I’m trying to make sure I give it to her, but it’s a lot harder than I thought.

Every little thing triggers a damn memory.  It’s absolutely terrible.  I deactivated my facebook account and luckily myspace is blocked at work.   I was reading CNN and I see an article that mentions how ford is not losing money this month.  Then I remember she drives a Ford Escape, and how happy she was when she got that car.  How she used to park as close as possible to the entrance to wherever we were going, even driving around for a while to get a good spot, but now parks as far away as possible so there’s no cars around her, because she doesn’t want it scratched.

I remember trying to learn the difference, between T.I, T-Pain, and some other rappers (I liked the music, I just couldn’t match voices to the names).  I remember how she told me that little bow-wow or something doesn’t like being called little anymore.

That was just “0.68 seconds sir. For an android, that is nearly an eternity.”   For me too :-/

Then crossing Dulles Toll Road on my bike to work everyday, on our first date we took the road to the airport and ended up having to go to Regal, because we ended up so far out west.

Everywhere, I turn there’s something to trigger memories and I’m trying to avoid it so I don’t come off as too clingy/desperate.

That said I’m glad there’s three virgin past times that I’ve been taking advantage of:

1) Transformers

… one shall stand, one shall fall!

Can I ride you home? I mean can I give you a ride home?

2) Conan the Barbarian (you’re not a man until you’ve watched this movie)

Conan! What is best in life? 

To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentation of their women!

Yes, yes, that is good! 
3) Rocky Training Montages

Every time you hit him it’s gotta feel like he tried kissing the express train.  *cracks neck* Let’s build some hurting bombs!

That man’s got bricks in his gloves!

I really hope that this doesn’t last long like this, because I’m definitely feeling the cold November Rain.

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